Chapter 113: You Mean Nothing to Me
Prince Adrian and the old butler exchanged a look.
Both saw the confusion and surprise on the other's face.
"Your Highness, please retreat immediately!"
The old butler reacted the fastest.
Without thinking, he immediately walked to the bookshelf on one side of the study and pressed one of the books halfway in.
Rumble—
The bookshelf placed against the wall suddenly slid to one side.
Revealing a secret room that couldn't be seen from the outside at all.
Although this secret room didn't lead to the outside,
hiding inside and waiting until the enemy left before coming out was the original intention behind its design.
Prince Adrian also came back to his senses.
Without hesitation, he trotted over.
Bang!
But the study door was suddenly kicked open at this moment.
Lynn rushed into the study.
When he saw Prince Adrian and the old butler stepping into the escape tunnel...
They also saw him.
The latter instantly understood.
This armored warrior must be the culprit who caused the commotion outside.
"Hurry, Your Highness!"
The old butler shoved Prince Adrian hard towards the secret room, then drew the hand crossbow from his waist.
Clang!
Lynn casually swung Gwihyr.
Deflecting the incoming crossbow bolt.
Then he strode forward, grabbed the old butler's collar, and threw him out.
He landed squarely between the bookshelf and the wall of the slowly closing secret room entrance.
"Ah!"
The old butler screamed as he was squeezed.
Lynn cast a Master-level Aard sign with his left hand.
The invisible shockwave smashed the bookshelf into pieces.
Amidst the flying pages, Prince Adrian, who had hidden in the secret room a step earlier, was revealed, his face pale.
"You... you are that witcher?"
"Bingo, correct answer, but no prize."
Lynn smiled.
Unfortunately, his face was hidden by the fully enclosed helmet, so the other party couldn't see it.
Prince Adrian carefully looked at the witcher's attire.
He immediately understood the other party's intentions.
"Wait, you can't kill me! I am Prince Adrian of the Seahawk Dynasty. If you kill me, you will become an enemy of the entire Seahawk Dynasty."
"You will become a kinslayer, wanted throughout the North."
"Not only you, but even your family and friends will be branded with the same crime."
"Of course, there is still room for negotiation between us."
"I don't know who your employer is, nor do I know who sent you to assassinate me, but none of that matters."
"What matters is that we still have an opportunity to cooperate, you and I."
"You should know my identity from Professor Dijkstra. Let me tell you this, my power far exceeds your imagination."
"I know you killed Kiyan, but I also know some things about you witchers from Kiyan."
"In my opinion, hunting monsters, such trivial matters, is a waste of your talents. Why not follow me? I can appoint you as the captain of my guard."
"Stable salary, caviar and strawberries for breakfast, lobster for lunch, daily baths, physicians and male and female servants to satisfy all your needs."
"If you need anything else, just knock on the door and ask."
"What do you say?"
Prince Adrian said a lot in one breath.
He looked at Lynn expectantly. However, the witcher's reaction was beyond his expectations.
"Are you finished?"
Prince Adrian suddenly had a bad premonition.
Calm.
Too calm.
Witchers weren't emotionless monsters.
At least, when Kiyan heard his empty promises, he wasn't like this.
"Aren't you overestimating yourself, Your Highness?" Lynn sneered. "Killing you will make me an enemy of the entire Seahawk Dynasty? I will be wanted throughout the North?"
"Do you think I know nothing? Do you think that because I'm a witcher, all I know is swordsmanship and I'm completely ignorant of nobles, kingdoms, and politics?"
"Prince Adrian, you are the last descendant of the Seahawk Dynasty. You are the only royal family member of the entire dynasty. If I kill you, the Seahawk Dynasty will cease to exist. Who would hunt me down for a dead man?"
"As for the entire North, who cares except Redania? Even Redania, after taking the opportunity to annex this land, might issue a warrant in a perfunctory manner, but the intensity of the hunt would be negligible."
"Besides, why do you think I'm wearing this? As long as I don't actively cast signs in front of living people, who will know I'm a witcher?"
Cold sweat seeped from Prince Adrian's forehead.
He finally realized.
This damn witcher was far more insightful than Kiyan.
Now he couldn't help but suspect that the other party might be an illegitimate child of some royal family?
Otherwise, how could he have such knowledge?
There was no other way.
Prince Adrian had no choice but to lower his proud head.
"I understand, I understand, Witcher! Please hear me out again."
"Whoever sent you to kill me, you can tell him that you have killed me. I will leave immediately, tonight, leave this place and go somewhere else."
"This way, not only will you get paid by your employer, but you will also receive my gratitude—"
"I will give you half of all my wealth."
Lynn smiled.
"Prince Adrian, you misunderstood. Actually, your life is not that important to me."
"But your absence is very important to me."
Prince Adrian's eyes widened.
But Lynn no longer gave him any chance, slicing off his head with a single sword stroke.
A faint warmth flowed into his body.
The witcher opened his attribute panel and glanced at it.
He couldn't help but curse.
The experience provided by this useless noble was even less than that of a chicken.
Truly useless.
However, when he clearly saw the situation inside the secret room, his unsightly expression improved.
The secret room wasn't large. There were two iron boxes, one large and one small, placed in the corner.
He opened the large box first.
As a result, it was filled with glittering gold coins.
Almost blinding the witcher's eyes.
"Alright, I take back what I said earlier. This prince wasn't so useless after all."
Just the top layer spread out in the box, Lynn could see Novigrad crowns, Temerian orens, Redanian florens, and ducats from Kaedwen and Aedirn.
He wondered if there were any silver or copper coins mixed underneath. If not, then the witcher had truly made a killing on this trip.
"I'll take a closer look when I get back."
Thinking this, he happily put the entire box into his magically enchanted pouch.
Then, he opened the other small box.
Compared to the previous box, this one was much smaller.
Lynn could easily hold it in his arms.
But since this small box was placed in the secret room along with the large box containing gold, it meant that whatever was inside this small box definitely wouldn't be bad.
Thinking this, Lynn had already opened it.
(End of this chapter)
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